When I get stressed out, I get tired, so my defense against stress (pre-child) was to take a nap. However, that proves to be much harder with a 10 month old who likes to get into EVERYTHING. Sometimes when she naps, I nap, unless I need to get things done, and then my only chance to do anything productive is when she’s asleep.
Packing is one of those things that I need to do while she’s asleep, and usually I love to pack. I love the excitement of whatever you’re packing for. However, this time, packing is stressing me out, mainly because I’m packing for an indefinite amount of time, and since I don’t exactly know where I’m going yet (and won’t until all the rest of my clothes are packed by movers) I don’t know what temperature to pack for. It’s cold in Italy right now – 40’s and 50’s. Same with Illinois. It’s in the 70’s and 80’s here in Phoenix, and it’s in the 60’s in LA. I really have no clue if I’ll get to leave in less than a week with Mark, or if I’ll have to come back to Phoenix to wait for visas, or if I’ll be able to fly home (to IL) and wait there. And if I do have to wait in Phoenix or at home, I have no clue how long I’ll have to wait. And either way, once we get to Italy we’ll have to wait somewhere between 3 weeks and 3 months for the rest of our stuff to get there.
All this packing is just making me REALLY nervous about the future. And you’d think it’d be the whole moving to Italy thing that I’m nervous about, but that’s not it. It’s the thought of having to live in a hotel room with my 10 month old for weeks by myself or fly a 12 hour flight (plus another 2 hr flight) with her by myself. I love that kiddo to death, but she is a TON of work and she’s exhausting. It’s hard enough to entertain her in our own house with a room full of toys with a husband who’s incredibly involved with her and helps all the time, let alone in a hotel room that’s not at all baby-proofed or in an airplane seat for 12 hours. For weeks on end, by myself, with no help from anyone (unless we get to go to IL). THAT, my friends, is why I just want to forget it all and go take a nap. =)
Packing is one of those things that I need to do while she’s asleep, and usually I love to pack. I love the excitement of whatever you’re packing for. However, this time, packing is stressing me out, mainly because I’m packing for an indefinite amount of time, and since I don’t exactly know where I’m going yet (and won’t until all the rest of my clothes are packed by movers) I don’t know what temperature to pack for. It’s cold in Italy right now – 40’s and 50’s. Same with Illinois. It’s in the 70’s and 80’s here in Phoenix, and it’s in the 60’s in LA. I really have no clue if I’ll get to leave in less than a week with Mark, or if I’ll have to come back to Phoenix to wait for visas, or if I’ll be able to fly home (to IL) and wait there. And if I do have to wait in Phoenix or at home, I have no clue how long I’ll have to wait. And either way, once we get to Italy we’ll have to wait somewhere between 3 weeks and 3 months for the rest of our stuff to get there.
All this packing is just making me REALLY nervous about the future. And you’d think it’d be the whole moving to Italy thing that I’m nervous about, but that’s not it. It’s the thought of having to live in a hotel room with my 10 month old for weeks by myself or fly a 12 hour flight (plus another 2 hr flight) with her by myself. I love that kiddo to death, but she is a TON of work and she’s exhausting. It’s hard enough to entertain her in our own house with a room full of toys with a husband who’s incredibly involved with her and helps all the time, let alone in a hotel room that’s not at all baby-proofed or in an airplane seat for 12 hours. For weeks on end, by myself, with no help from anyone (unless we get to go to IL). THAT, my friends, is why I just want to forget it all and go take a nap. =)
1 comment:
I also vote for a nap!! I am SO GLAD we don't have a little one to deal with yet. So far this "move" has taken almost 4 months ... and it's going to be 4-6 more months until it is totally finished. I feel your pain!!!
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